As soon as Cui Mingli said "envoy of the Southern Qi Dynasty," Zhu Tongjing, an envoy of the Qi Dynasty, and two members of his entourage, accompanied by an official of the Wei Dynasty's Ministry of Rites, came in and sat down on a desk in front of Han Jian.

At this time, Zhu Tongjing was still wearing a chic and uninhibited lupine scarf in white, Han Jian glanced at it from a distance, and thought to himself, it was still so stinky and conspicuous.

The table of the banquet is divided into two sides, there are four columns on each side, and the seats at the front are relatively more status, Han Jian carefully looked at the people in the front row, and no one on either side knew each other except for the "big horse face" he had just seen on the opposite side. At this time, Da Ma's face was staring at Cui Mingli, and Cui Mingli also returned it with his eyes, and the two old guys seemed to want to kill each other with their eyes.

Han Jian couldn't help frowning, how bitter and hateful is this?

As the guests arrived, the sky gradually darkened, and the eunuchs in the palace came out with small steps to light the candles and lanterns throughout the Wucheng Palace.

Although the emperors of the Wei Dynasty have always maintained a frugal attitude, but Luoyang Palace has been repaired by more than ten generations of emperors of the two dynasties, and the palace building is already beautiful.

The crystallization of a perfect work of art!

Han Jian sighed in his heart, he himself was engaged in architecture, so he was naturally very interested in the architectural structure and decoration of the palace. He looked up and watched with a "learning" attitude, but in the eyes of some people, he was like a "soil leopard", who had never seen the world and could even look at a temple pillar for a long time.

"Don't they even have a decent palace in the East Palace?" Yang Li'er looked at Han Jian sideways for a while, and couldn't help but think in her heart.

Han Jian was bored looking at the architectural style of Wucheng Palace, when suddenly a man with a shiny face who looked like a eunuch came out, holding a whisk in his hand, walked to the front of the main seat, and stood still. When he appeared, everyone present stood up one after another.

"Your Majesty is coming." Cui Mingli reminded Han Jian.

Needless to say, Han Jian had already gotten up, and he asked by the way: "Who is this?" ”

"He is Lu Shaokun, an old eunuch of the two dynasties in the palace, and he is very powerful and well-connected in and out of the palace." Cui Mingli said.

Han Jian nodded, and said in his heart, the eunuchs of the Wei Dynasty had collusion with the foreign ministers, and the government would definitely not be clear.

"Your Majesty, salute." Lu Shaokun shouted in a sharp voice.

Everyone present bowed over and made a gesture of greeting, and Han Jian also looked like him. Although Han Jian felt that this way of announcing the emperor's arrival was a bit awkward, he expected that it would be similar to the oral announcement of "the emperor has arrived".

Soon, several footsteps that were not too heavy came from the direction of the main entrance of Wucheng Palace. Han Jian raised his head slightly and peeked at it, only to see a woman dressed in a black and brown gown, wearing a crown and showing her hair, striding into the Wucheng Hall with her head held high. When Han Jian first saw her, he felt that she was noble and elegant, and her phoenix eyebrows and sword eyes were somewhat similar to Yang Li'er, graceful but not delicate, resolute and gentle. The little family Jasper and everyone have a good temperament, which makes Han Jian exclaim in his heart, "This empress is so unattainable."

The Empress stepped forward, followed by two men dressed in the prince's pale yellow dress. One was older, in his twenties, and walked calmly as if he was used to the scene. The other was younger, only seventeen or eighteen years old, as if he was trying to keep up with the rhythm of the empress in front of him, Han Jian couldn't help but smile when he saw it, it was the "Yang Gongzi" he had just met in the past two days.

Although Yang Gongzi walked steadily, his eyes were also looking left and right, and soon he found Han Jian's figure, and when he saw Han Jian smiling at him, he also nodded and smiled.

In the back, there are several accompanying palace maids.

When the empress arrived at the main seat, she waved her sleeves and turned around, and the two princes naturally moved behind their respective desks, and the officials sang in unison: "Your Majesty is blessed." ”

The empress smiled slightly, raised her long sleeves, and drank: "Tongfu, sit!" ”

The hundred officials did not have the neatness of the previous salute, but sat down scattered, and Han Jian felt as if he was resting after shouting.

At this time, the empress and the prince also took their respective seats.

"Don't look at your majesty. Great disrespect. Cui Mingli saw that Han Jian always looked at the main table, reminded him, and added, "The one on the left is Wang Ziyu, and the one on the right is Wang Zixi." ”

"Oh." Han Jian retracted his gaze and nodded.

Because the empress is still unmarried, the two princes of the Wei Dynasty are the younger brothers of the empress, and the empress also has several younger brothers, but only these two have grown into adulthood, and they have not accepted the canonization of the title, so they can only be called "princes", Yu and Xi are their names.

The third prince Yang Yu and the sixth prince Yang Xi.

"Yang Xi? It's the same as a woman's name. Han Jian muttered in his heart, he only then knew Yang Gongzi's real name.

Although the host of this kind of palace banquet is the emperor, it is the officials of the Ministry of Rites who preside over it, and they are in charge of the entire banquet process like the master of ceremonies.

The host was a tall and thin official of the Ministry of Rites, Cui Mingli introduced to Han Jian that this was Yu Huacheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and he was also their fellow Gongsheng. When Han Jian heard Cui Mingli's tone, he felt as if his "classmates" were all better than him, and he seemed to be looked down upon by everyone.

Yu Huacheng first sang praises of virtue, and then showed everyone present to raise a glass to the emperor.

"For the four seas to be leveled, respect Your Majesty!" Yu Huacheng led the way.

"Respect for Your Majesty." Everyone present stood up to toast, including the two princes. Only the envoy of Southern Qi, Zhu Tongjing, and the two entourages did not get up, and still sat upright as usual, Zhu Tongjing shook his fan, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Such a "universal celebration" thing, there are three less people toasting, and it is not a good thing, but the key is that the seat of the envoy of the Southern Qi is very forward, and Zhu Tongjing's two entourages are standing, and Zhu Tongjing is sitting, which looks very abrupt.

Yu Huacheng saw that the empress should not toast for a long time, and his heart was a little cold, if there was any accident at today's banquet, it was that he was "ineffective". At this time, the empress was rectifying the rule of officials, and he was very afraid that his official position would be ruined by today's "dereliction of duty".

Originally, it was not his turn to protest with the envoys of Nanqi, but he could only bite the bullet for the sake of his own future.

Yu Huacheng looked at Zhu Tongjing, who was shaking the folding fan with a leisurely face, and asked, "Envoy Qi, why don't you toast?" ”

Zhu Tongjing showed a natural smile on his face and said, "Whether the Wei realm is as peaceful as Er said, I don't know. Besides, the Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven, and if it is not me, how can I respect it? ”

"You!" Yu Huacheng looked embarrassed, this was a provocation from the Nanqi people to his door. And the other civil and military generals, although their faces were not angry, but no one spoke to refute it, in fact, Zhu Tongjing said the truth, why do you have to pull me up if you want to respect the emperor?

"It's okay!" Just when the scene was embarrassing, the empress finally opened her mouth to break the deadlock.

The Empress stroked her clothes and stood up, her sleeves slightly raised, and her wine glass was lifted by her.

"Qi is a Qi person, Wei is a Wei person, there is nothing to do."

Han Jianzheng felt that the empress was too soft to do this, but who knew that the empress suddenly spilled the wine glass, and the wine fell to the ground. The empress said again: "Sacrifice the souls of my soldiers in the south!" ”

The people present were amazed, but no one did not follow the empress's movements, sprinkled the wine in front of him, and echoed: "Sacrifice the souls of my soldiers in the south." ”

Zhu Tongjing, who was originally smiling lightly, also stopped shaking the fan in his hand, and the expression on his face seemed to have eaten a yellow lotus.

Han Jian admired it a little in his heart, the empress is the empress, and the way to preserve the country's face is so "special".

"Sacrifice to my father!" When everyone's voices stopped, Han Jian suddenly shouted and poured the wine.

Everyone present was taken aback by him.